Copyright 2017 Don Ray
There is a liminal peace, a
liminal peace right at the edge of this temporal world, right there,
right at the edge.
It does not intrude upon our
busy lives.
It ripples there at the edge,
the leading edge, the edge of Creation.
It is not exactly hidden, but we
seldom enter it.
It is the thinnest of
boundaries, beyond which is the deepest of Realities.
It surprises, because little in
our world would lead us to expect that a boundary of peace enwraps us.
It is approached only with
intent; but it does not retreat from our explorations.
It is we who retreat from our
explorations of this layer of peace in which our furious world is contained.
This peace lies beyond us, and
we can reach it only by searching within us.
No need to tell anyone about
it. It is not a particularly popular
topic.
You cannot make money from it,
and those who claim that for a price they will introduce you to this peace are
the last ones to know it.
A liminal peace, nothing we can
grasp, nothing we can grab and pull back into our seething carnal world……yet it
is there for the taking, its thin veneer brushing against the soul as the
shimmering edge bids entry into a realm that lies beyond and underlies our world
of frenetic corporeal survival.
A liminal peace, at the edge of
our world, at the center of our world.
Copyright 2017 Don Ray
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